Derrick was surprised by the request and should have instantly rejected it, but instead a buck-toothed grin slowly spread across his face. Derrick was being affected by the satyr’s scent. He was hornier than he had been in his entire life. His cock began slowly pushing from it’s sheath, the mushroom head spilling out, swinging a few inches below it’s furred home, “Sounds fun, but we can’t do it here in the lobby! Can we?”
Other visitors had already seen the satyr and wild ginger boy kissing and noticed both their cocks filling. Derrick’s own cock was swinging lower every second, his avocado sized balls pumping equine testosterone into his body. People were staring, strangely this turned Derrick on even more as his equine cock head swung pendulously between his knees.
The satyr glanced around the room and chuckled, “Well, there is no rule saying we can’t do it right here, but the visitors have had quite the show already…but they could use more…” The satyr though for a moment and snapped his fingers. “I’ve got it! Come with me!”
Without warning the satyr reached down and grabbed Derrick’s hardening horse cock, and began leading him around the room by it. Derrick let out a startled and very lewd moan as he followed the satyr helplessly
Derrick and the satyr left by the main entrance and strolled across the resort grounds. Occasional moans escaped Derrick as pre escaped his cock The satyr took them down a trail marked “Wilderness”.